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[💌] - SPECIAL #1

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Someone better call God, because he's missing an angel.
~ DC

"What is it?"

Beomgyu shook his head and suppressed the smile tugging at the corners of his lips as he shut the locker door. "This is the fourth note this week and it's only Tuesday," he huffed and secured the folded piece of paper in the depths of his pants' pocket. "And they're really from Yeonjun? Couldn't it be some other secret admirer of yours?," Kai asked and the older to the first question, walking ahead. They would be late to class if they wouldn't hurry up. Detention was the least thing Beomgyu wanted to get that day. "You really think I don't recognize my boyfriend's handwriting?," the raven-haired frowned. Taehyun quickly interjected, maybe to defend his own boyfriend, or he was just suspicious as well. Whatever it was, it didn't matter. "That's not what Kai's thinking. Of course, you know Yeonjun's handwriting. It's just- Isn't this weird? You two are far beyond that stuff. Why would he all of a sudden start writing those notes again? After what? Almost a year or so?"

Again, Beomgyu shook his head and tightened the grip around his books. The thought of someone other than Yeonjun himself writing those sweet words to him, even using his methods and strategies to win Beomgyu's heart, made his insides churn. That couldn't be it. Those notes were too Yeonjun to be from someone else. They screamed Yeonjun, Yeonjun and Yeonjun all over. "I don't know, Taehyun. All I know, is, that no one except Yeonjun, me and you two know of those notes. Plus, they're using the acronym DC which only Jun uses. There'll probably be an explanation soon, I'm sure," he answered and dropped the conversation then as he set foot into the chemistry lab and his two friends had to go to their own classes.

A small sigh left his lips as he fell to his chair in the second row and he already felt his lab partner's eyes not leaving the back of his head. The girl beside him rested her chin on her palm and frowned. She had already opened her mouth, wanting to ask if something was off but Beomgyu shut her up even before the words were formed on the tip of her tongue. "I'm fine, Minjeong, really." The blonde girl wasn't convinced entirely, but decided to let it slide and say nothing instead. Beomgyu was thankful for that. He couldn't deal with yet another person that morning that would try and convince him that those notes were weird.

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"Good morning." Even before Beomgyu could respond or turn around, two arms sneaked around his middle and he felt a warm, firm chest cuddling against his back. He noticeably relaxed in his boyfriend's hold and smiled. Yeonjun pressed a quick kiss to his temple and placed his chin on the younger's shoulder then. "Aren't you talking to me, precious?" There was no need to look, Beomgyu already knew the taller had pushed his plush bottom lip forward in a pout. A soft giggle fell from the younger's lips and he took the folded piece of paper out from his locker to secure it into his pocket. "Hey! Aren't you gonna read it?," Yeonjun protested from his side, the pout clearly audible in his velvety voice. "I will," Beomgyu then answered and turned around in his boyfriend's grasp, hooking his own arms around Yeonjun's shoulders, "You just proved that you are my secret admirer yet again and there's no other anonymous author. Only you, my oh-so sweet Yeonjunie."

Yeonjun beamed at him and watched in anticipation as Beomgyu fished for the new note and unfolded it. His eyes quickly scanned the few words on it, which caused the pretty blush on his cheeks to darken and spread.